All Factions Alive

Edric’s life took a dramatic twist with one careless click on a peculiar online ad. In an instant, he found himself in a world of swords and magic, where strength and heritage dictate one’s destiny. Fortunately, he didn’t arrive empty-handed. The game panel from his previous life accompanied him, providing a daily trickle of free XP and offering him a chance at a brighter future.

"Music, film, painting, calligraphy, sculpture, literature..." "You know all this?" "Just a bit." "You mean, you know a bit about all of these?" "Yes, I know quite a bit about all of them." With the System in his pocket, he conquers the world through art, becoming the crownless king that all realms worship.

Spiritual Qi Resurgence, Gods descending? Continuous disasters, all living beings suffering? What does it have to do with me? I'm just a patient with an incurable disease, who's been given up on treatment and has a countdown to death. Embarking on the path of exorcising demons and annihilating immortals with my crippled body is not for the sake of protecting my family and country, but because the hazardous duty pay is too tempting, especially the compensation... "This Evil Gods profession system is cursed, even if there's smooth progress in the early stages, the practitioners will eventually commit suicide..." "Give me a set." "This Demon Sword poisons its user and has already taken ninety-nine lives..." "Give me two, and also that man-eating demonic helmet, soul-devouring blood claws, get me a set." "This Magic Potion is harmful to heaven and earth..." "Enough talk, I'll take them all!" However, the problem is, why am I still alive after taking on all these high-risk missions, stepping on every risk, and doing every deadly task? 【Congratulations, congratulations! Ranked first among the Top Ten Heroes Who Moved the World...】 "...Heavens, wasn't the average life expectancy in this line of work three and a half years? I've been here for one cycle of three years after another, I'm almost an S-level hunter, the first of the top ten heroes! Why am I still alive? I just want to make an honor sacrifice, scam some compensation! Is that so hard?!"

At level 2, most people unlocked their first talent; those who didn’t were considered fortunate, as they had the potential to unlock rarer talents requiring higher levels. The world's most rare and powerful talents were revealed at level 5. But what if someone didn't obtain a talent? Luck quickly turned to misfortune as they were labeled talentless, with no hope of gaining a talent. Sol was one such person who was unable to unlock his talent, but he refused to give up. He persistently fought and trained every day, slowly increasing his level despite the disadvantage in skills. He held onto the hope that, one day, he would be bestowed with a talent like everyone else. As years passed, his determination began to wane until one fateful day. You have leveled up! +5 Free stats. Talent Unlocked - [Siphoner]! This event marked the beginning of his story. --- Cover art by Fireytika Things to expect: -Protagonist that grows not only in levels but as a person. -His main goal isn't power so don't expect him to rush to the peak. -Complicated characters and stories with mysteries that aren't quickly answered. A lot of things happen for a reason and come back later. -Earlier chapters have mistakes from me being a new author but quality greatly improves later on.

acompanhamos a jornada de Edgar Nilfen, um estrategista habilidoso de cabelos azuis-escuros, que após derrotar o último Boss na Dungeon, ganha a habilidade de restaurar as memórias dos outros. Em um mundo composto por andares que abrigam realidades distintas, Edgar desvenda os mistérios de cada nível, aprimorando suas estratégias e táticas.Determinado a mudar seu passado e reescrever o destino, ele volta no tempo para evitar a tragédia que envolveu ele.

The world will never be the same

When the game and the world merge, a new era descends. The previous system collapsed. Spinning the roulette of fate is a sign of advantage. The world widens, and the previous world map becomes useless. It becomes the battle of rush. The unlucky become more unlucky, the lucky ones become strong. It is not about morals but survival. It is not about you but it is about me. Yuuri was the first-ever merchant, whom the others deemed as a useless class. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Three players are in front of me. A girl who has horns and is grinning widely, an old man in white who has a solemn expression and a handsome wolf-eared beast young man who is topless. All of them have similarities, all of them is pointing their weapon at me. I look up at them with a cup of tea in my hand. The mouth part in my mask disappeared, I sip the tea that is in my hand. "It is delicious!" When I put the cup of tea down, I sighed and then said in a tone not a bit impatient. "Y'all should sit down, it is better to talk with peace. Why use violence when we can solve it in thru talking?" The three sit down, their eyes are lifeless. There's no resemblance between the previous one and the current one. "Shall we talk?" "Yes!" they answered my question monotonously. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ This is my second book, as of now I am still finding my genre. I am also somewhat lacking in English, it is not my mother tongue so I'll have grammatical errors.

June Dylan spent half of her life in prison for a crime she didn’t commit. Seventeen years behind bars, a lifetime really, her children’s whole life. Determined to make up for all the time lost, she moves back to the town that had opened the gate to hell all those years ago. Thomas Oswald is cursed. Cursed to love that woman with every fiber of his being and seventeen years apart didn’t change that fact. However she wants nothing to do with him now. Fortunately, they have two children together whom have her entire devotion.

Set in a world experiencing an apocalypse, mc is sent back to 3 months before the apocalypse to make things right . . . The mc is overpowered from the start and he can be stupid at times you Know, it's just like giving nukes to a boy in puberty this novel is purely fantasy. English isn't my first language, so there might be some errors

Mafia or what this world calls it Factions they are a group consists of vigilantes and criminals they act on their own freedom fighting for their own rights and rule their own world this story follows one of a kind man reviving his faction.

Max woke up with a system called The BABS system. Find out how Max is going to rule the magical world and avenge his parents.

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In a post-apocalyptic world where survivors are granted superpowers, a band of proffensional idiots try not to kill each others Jack is someone who just wants to lay back and relax in a world without society But the devils hand says otherwise While he only sighs and is forced to move forward side note: i will be uploading this story on royalroad.com

The innocent heroine, having earned millions, is betrayed by her ex-husband and best friend, who conspire to rob her of her fortune and take her life. She is buried alive in a coffin in the foreign land of Myanmar, her survival hanging by a thread. In this dire situation, she crosses paths with a conman, hoping that he will help her seek revenge. Will she exact her vengeance? Can she escape the coffin and walk away alive?

A man cladded in a black rode walked up the mountain to finally meet his nemesis the guardian ancestors which is ironically led by his great grandmother,he looked back and all he could see where people he had already slaughtered he sighed" maybe I shouldn't have been born anyway" as if getting back to his senses he roared "I don't care,I make decisions and I don't regret them " his voice echoing through vast space that was filled with bodies,every step he took he remembered his losses all of them weighing heavily on him he paused then looked up and behold they where there waiting patiently for him he could smell their helplessness but that wasn't going to stop him from destroying them.on the largest mountain in the universe they stood waiting for him guardian ancestors of clans, sects and factions this people where literally gods but they couldn't help but swallow heavily,the nearer the harbinger of destruction came,the funniest thing is that they knew they couldn't beg,many of them actually wished he could spare them but they also "understood" he couldn't.Their leader the guardian ancestor of the clans sighed and spoke"Here he his everyone,my great grandson the one that has been destined to destroy and put an end to us finally,I hate to break it to you I'm out of motivation at this point it seems this the finally the end"then she clapsed her hand seeing her the guardians also clapsed their hands transferring their essence to their leader who was getting powered up every seconds,then the man arrived upon seeing them he scoffed"I can't believe the guardian ancestors are also making final struggles how touching" then he burst out laughing but the laughter was more of a pained one,all of a sudden his demeanor changed to a very cold and chilling one with a devilish smile he said"well pls put up a good enough fight"

"The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed." - Carl Jung There are three main realms all beings reside in. In one, the Bright Realm - where magic, gods and spirits reign dominant in the connection of the Bind. Another, the Dark Realm - where demons and other monstrosities reside, plotting against all that is good in the Bright. And lastly, the Null Realm - none from the other Realms truly comprehend what it is. No magic, no gods, no demons. It is a wonder how anything flourishes at all. All whom traverse there are ineffably forever changed. The Null lurks now in the lush lands of the Bright. The damp isle of Witaenal has it creeping upon the whims and desires of the Human populace, granting each weapons of a raw power never-before seen in its millennia of history. None understand what they want. No jewels, no women have ever been asked in return. Just simply dust.

On the edge of a cliff, a lone figure sits, her feet dangling above over the abyss, the remnants of a once-thriving clan now reduced to ruins. As the night sky stretches endlessly above her, she wrestles with the haunting question: Was this tragedy her failure, or an unchangeable destiny? Beneath the stars, she must confront the past to find a way forward-or risk being consumed by it. Disclaimer: I am not a native fellow civilian of china so anything that might seem inaccurate please correct me as I am only just a beginner and this is my first novel including chinese culture

An enormous debt. A coveted inn. A marriage contract. An endless rivalry. All this with Bethany stuck in the mix. The only thing she cares about is saving her father's inn. But Andrew makes her want more, all in a bid to win a power tussle. Forgotten history would come up, uncovering old bonds. Will love stand till the end? Or will it bend to power and authority?

Welcome all to my world!!!! A place where only the strong surviveand where being weak is considered a sin. And no one wants to be a sinner or you might just end up being dinner to someone else's pet

Let it marinate for a while.

Imagine waking up after a year-long slumber, only to find your own life a blank slate. Carl, drift in a sea of forgotten memories, a stranger to your own past. But then, he meet Mia, a girl who sparks a flicker of something familiar within him. As he investigate the world, a chilling sensation creeps in. It's like an unseen camera constantly trained on you, making you feel watched, judged. The whispers start, the cryptic glances, and the unsettling feeling that you're being followed. As days turn into weeks, fragmented memories begin to surface, like pieces of a shattered puzzle. You uncover a trail of clues, a string of whispers, and a stack of old newspapers that shouldn't even exist. The more you piece together, the more you realize you're not just chasing your past, but secrets from the government where important information that related to him has been keep.

"I hide my heart away in order to not get hurt, love is liability.....a weakness....but that doesn't matter.....they all end up leaving anyways." "I'll save you if you ever need saving, I'll be your shoulder if you ever need to cry, I'll be your strength if you ever feel weak...just don't push me away." A not so dramatic story that depicts the growth of two individuals as a whole. A story that highlights the importance of putting oneself first before fully committing to another. This...is the love story of virela and Keith, a journey filled with mayhem, but importantly; love. Author's note Join me on this little journey by reading this story, it's my first formal work so please bear with me. I'll try to update as frequently as I can, just please give this poor soul a chance and read her book...